Chapter 687

Ash has been very distressed lately.

As the leader of the largest force in the northwest of Freljord, she is now facing an embarrassing problem. She needs to choose a warrior to be her husband among the tribes that come to take refuge.

But she can't decide who to choose. Because every tribe hopes that the warriors of their tribe can become the husband of the war mother. Whichever one she chooses, the other tribes will be dissatisfied.

Of course, she can also choose multiple husbands, which is the right to be a war mother. But Ash, who is free by nature, does not like this kind of political marriage, let alone having to choose multiple fighters.

In fact, it is very simple to solve this problem, as long as you hold a joust and select the strongest samurai, it will be fine. But Ash was reluctant to let the brave warriors suffer casualties in such a thing. She thought about it and thought of a solution that wasn't a solution.

She was looking for a samurai who didn't belong to any of the big tribes. Strong enough, but without the support of the tribe behind him, this kind of person is not easy to find, but Ash still found one.

A warrior from a distant savage tribe who is challenging the warriors of the major tribes.

He's special, not an Iceborn, not an Beast Spirit Walker, not a wizard, not a Stormor Frostbringer. He has a strange power, and with his rage, he is able to gain power that is far from afar, as well as a powerful ability to heal himself. In extreme cases, it is even possible to be in a state of immortality.

Many tribes believe that he used some kind of black magic to distort his body. This greatly affected his quest for recognition. His tribe was nearly wiped out, and it is said that in the middle of the night, most of them were slaughtered by an unknown demon. He took the remnants of the tribe and asked for help. Eventually, it ended up in Ash's alliance.

Ash noticed him early on. And as time passed, this warrior named Tedamir had swept away all the warriors, and no one was able to defeat him. He is simply the perfect husband in Assie's mind. It can not only avoid the suspicion of the major tribes, but also make everyone have nothing to say.

Just as Ash was about to push this forward, a group of strange people? Came to her base camp.

Four men and two women? He doesn't look like a Freljord. But they showed amazing combat prowess, and it was said that it was only the man with the sword? And a woman with a giant sword? Knocked down dozens of provocative tribal warriors.

Ash's own guards were on guard, but Ash stopped them. Can she feel it? There is nothing malicious about these people. "Outsiders, report your intentions." Ash's voice was cold from the crowd. Su Yuan stopped Yasuo and Raven, who were fighting. Turning around and looking at this in the context of the whole story? It has a very popular character.

Ash is actually not that old? is only about twenty years old, and his facial features are still a little immature. Freljord's weather, it seems, did not leave the slightest trace on her face. This is probably one of the benefits of the Ice Bloodline. They almost ignore the damage of the weather.

She is tall, about 1.75 meters. Wearing blue-black light armor? and a fuchsia cape. Long legs? Wearing boots made of some unknown animal skin.

He didn't see the famous Ice Crystal Longbow, but Su Yuan felt a surging ice power surging. Iceborn's power comes from the watchers. However, Su Yuan noticed that this power did not have any traces of the power of the void. It seems that the Watchers have somehow exploited the power of the bloodlines of these Freljords themselves. And Ash is the best of this bloodline power.

"We heard about the reincarnation of Avarosa in a distant land? The deeds of Ash's War Mother. If you want to unify the whole of Freljord, I think you need a little help. ”

Ruiwen on the side glanced at Su Yuan a little strangely? This gentleman had clearly said that he would help Lisandro unify Freljord. How did you meet Ash? It's the same set......

"I have so many warriors, so many mounts? We don't need the help of outsiders. Are you leaving? I'll let him let you go. ”

Of course Su Yuan and the others wouldn't just leave? He looked around.

"Are you sure your warriors are brave enough? Why don't you give it a try? There was silence for a moment, and then it boiled over for a moment. How could Freljord tolerate such a provocation that even the Noxians did not want to provoke. It's just that it's been boiling for a long time, and few people dare to stand up and challenge. After all, Yasuo and Raven's combat power had already proven their strength.

Elsie looked around and saw that no one dared to come out of the ranks. Get ready to let your guards strike. At this moment, a rough voice came out.

"Dodge ......"

It was a tall warrior in black armor and a helmet with horns. With a height of more than one meter and nine, bare muscles in the gaps in his armor, and a manic face, the person who came was none other than the barbarian warrior that Ash had been aware of, Tedamir.

"A bunch of cowards, I'm here to fight."

Tedamir held a large long knife in front of Ash. Su Yuan looked at this scene, smiled without a trace, and then motioned for Yasuo to fight.

To be honest, Yasuo didn't look up to the Barbarian King. Although this guy is full of muscles, his movements can be called fast. But for the swordsman who has been by Su Yuan's side for a long time and has almost completely comprehended the way of the wind. There are too many flaws in Tydamir's appearance. Yasuo felt like he could kill his opponent with a single sword.

He didn't even draw his sword, he just stepped forward and made a starting gesture. Tedamir was really furious, and directly brandished the big knife and rushed forward. Yasuo bowed and drew his sword. A violent tornado appeared with his sword drawn. Taidamir's tall body was directly swept away by the tornado, and he fell more than ten meters away.

Yasuo put away his sword in a dashing manner and was about to return to the team. At this moment, there was the sound of heavy and angry breathing behind him. Tedamir's tall body stood up again. All over his body, there were scars cut by the sword qi wrapped in the tornado. But as if he didn't feel pain, his eyes were red, and he stared at Yasuo.

Yasuo instinctively sensed a threat. He pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and his expression began to become serious.

Tedamir slowly walked back to the battlefield with a somewhat heavy footsteps. With each step, the red in his eyes grows. Yasuo even vaguely saw that the periphery of the other party's body was surrounded by a vague red flame.

That was the wrath of Tedamir. As the other party's anger rose, the scars all over the body even began to heal at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, even Su Yuan became interested. There is no doubt that the barbarian king in front of him is a berserker in the true sense of the word. It's not the same kind of berserker as the orcs in fantasy stories.

Tedamir's bloodline ability is actually a real way to control anger. It's just that the current barbarian king is still very rough in his use. This ability, if used well, can be described as an integration of offense and defense, and it is an extremely comprehensive system.

He whispered to Yasuo.

"Keep fighting, force out the opponent's full strength."

Yasuo received Su Yuan's order, and his face flashed. The snowflakes around him were windless, and the invisible sword qi began to condense.